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Thursday, 9 January 2014

Caedmon's Curse by AJ Nuest

I would like to thank AJ for sending me the arc of this book in exchange for a fair and honest review. Also for allowing me to review these amazing books.

Caedmon’s CurseBook III, The Golden Key Chronicles

What They Say:

The two years Prince Caedmon suffered in the dungeons of Seviere's keep left him with more than just lash marks lacing his back. He now retains the secret behind the key, and is the only one who understands its grim connection to his beloved Rowena. Torn between telling her the truth and risking their future, he agrees to join her perilous quest. But their enemies to the north are not the only menace determined to see them fail and, to prove his love, he must conquer the demons of his past.

Join Caedmon and Rowena as they rediscover a love bound by fate, and struggle to unravel the significance behind Caedmon’s Curse, Book III in The Golden Key Chronicles.

What I Say:

Wow, Wow, Wow!

I honestly don't know where to start with my review for this book, I really feel like I'm not doing justice to the set of books because I love them all so much, I love this one just as much as the first 2 and this carries on the series amazingly well. I can't wait to read the final book.

The book follows on immediately from book 2. Rowena has fled the castle but in hot pursuit is Prince Caedmon, (love him, now thinking of Jon Bon Jovi in the 80's). He catches up with Rowena to say she is less then impressed is an understatement. He soon wins her over and she convinces him to assist in her quest to regain her memories. Again the book goes in totally different direction than expect but this doesn't detract from the story.

We follow the 2 as the are chased by assassins, assisted by strange creatures from the black forest and finally into the lions den of the enemy's castle, this is not forgetting the twist at the end, never expected it. Fast paced and excellent.

All I can say is I can't wait for book 4 and please don't make me cry with the ending.

Again 5 out of 5 stars

Tomorrow I will be hosting an interview with AJ Nuest.

Caedmon’s Curse Buy Links:

Amazon Buy Link: http://tinyurl.com/o5rjrc2

Amazon.uk Buy Link: http://tinyurl.com/oovffy6

Excerpt:

Rowena sprang to her feet. Someone was coming. And based upon the thundering hoof beats and thrashing branches tearing through the forest behind her, whoever it was cared little for masking their approach.

Dammit. All night and late into the next evening she’d riddenas if the devil himself had pursued her. She’d purposely stayedoff the roads, traveling the old tracks instead, and even stopped several times to set false trails. Not until Helios approached the western horizon and she’d discovered this small clearing inside acopse of thick evergreens had she happily made camp. Her bodyached with exhaustion, but her fatigue was a small price in returnfor the confidence that she’d finally put enough distance betweenher and the realm of Austiere. Surrounded on all sides by densetrees, the hidden location ensured the smoke from her fire wouldremain concealed. No one would be able to get close withoutproviding plenty of warning.

The dull pummel of incoming hooves increased and she gritted her teeth, kicked some dirt over her small well-made fire and rushed for the nearest fir. A flick of her hand and Dart took wing,

disappearing into the forest just above where she’d used a small wire wicket to tether Belial. Whoever was coming had better havetheir affairs in order. They were about to be on a first-name basiswith the nine.

The bark prickled and dug into her palms as she swung handsto feet up the branches, ascending to mid-tree height before she crouched on a sturdy branch on the balls of her feet.

Exhibiting all the grace of an enraged bull, a hooded rider crashed into her camp. The horse’s dancing halt disrupted her bedroll, flinging dirt all over her plated dinner. Jerk. The intruder

had to be male, what with this presumed sense of entitlement,thinking nothing of ruining her perfectly arranged camp, soiling her property. She eased two sliver blades from the sides of her leather pants and fisted the slender handles in her grip.

Hello, stranger. Care to dance?

In a fluid movement which contradicted his initial appearance,the rider leapt off his horse and knelt before her sputtering fire.The sides of his cloak billowed past his shoulders. Thick muscle

pulled his leather pants taut around his thighs. And those arms…the black vambraces…the leather cords encircling his biceps.

She slumped. Well, for the sweet love of Helios. Exactly howfar did she have to travel to get away from the man?

Prince Caedmon pinched a bit of ash between his thumb and first two fingers, rubbed them together and lifted them to his nose.Rowena squinted past the branches as he rounded the fire andapproached her saddlebags. He squatted to rifle the contents, hisback facing her, his hood hiding his profile from view. She scowled.Most likely, his intent was to drag her kicking and screaming backto the castle. But she wasn’t about to sit idly by while he got hisgrubby mitts all over her supplies.

She sheathed her blades and swung silently to the ground.Motions steady and even, carefully shifting her weight, she reclaimed her knives as she side-stepped twigs and piles of dusty leaves. For all her caution, her concerns were unwarranted. The big ox was so preoccupied with searching her belongings, she could’ve easily stomped all over the place without distracting him.

A soundless bounce on the tips of her boots and she pounced,knees straddling his wide back, crossed blades pressed along the thin skin under his jaw. “I’m officially pissed off,” she hissed in hisear. “And if you plan to see tomorrow, you’ll do exactly as I say.”

The next instant she was flying backward through the air. Her teeth clattered on impact and her blades scattered as she landed on her rump in the dirt. She shook her head to regain her bearings.

How in the hell had he dislodged her so quickly? And which hurt worse? Her bruised ass or her pride? She quickly scrambled to her feet.

Tendons flexed and every muscle in his arms bulged as Prince Caedmon tore the cloak off his shoulders and chucked the garmentaside. A silver chime hummed through the air as he unsheathedhis sword from the scabbard at his back and fisted the hilt at his

side. Anger smoldered in the depths of his chocolate-brown eyes,but if that fierce glare was meant to make her shriek and scamperinto the woods, the man and his stubborn male pride had anotherthink coming.

She notched up her chin and met him scowl for scowl. Notfor one second would she let him intimidate her. No constructs governed the ways of the forest. Out here, survival was the only

decree, and if risking injury was the price for her freedom, she was happy to end this test of wills come what may.

“It’s time you learned a thing or two, my love.”

Ha! Could he be any more condescending? On a click andwhirr, her wrist blades snapped home and she hugged her chest,widening her legs into her warrior’s stance. “Too bad Denmar’s not here to save your ass. It’s high time we settle our differences once and for all.”

1 comment:

Jo! You are soooo incredibly awesome! Thank you so much for this outstanding review! This has to be the best way in the world to wake up! It has to be!!! I can't wait to celebrate with you today! Super big hugs!!! xo

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